Ode To My Stars

• Zoe Tsang, Grade 11
• Poetry
• 2015

Hello neighbours,
I can see you gleaming tonight.
Let me bask in your splendor,
if it is granted just right.
Come, let the face of glory,
shine from heaven above.
These multitudes of angels,
sent not to confuse,
but to cause awe,
are shining brightest against the,
dismal fleeting sky.
Shine into my night.
I first thought you weren't out there.
I was wrong.